Quick Wear: Salted Fish anchor always eats melons on the scene

It can be said that the feet of ancient women were more precious than their faces.

Seeing the blisters on Shi Li's feet, Lu Yizhou frowned immediately, and his cold temperament disappeared for the most part, leaving only obvious heartache.

"It's no big deal. Just apply some medicine and it will be fine soon."

Shi Li was being stared at by him, so she curled her toes uncomfortably and smiled awkwardly.

But Lu Yizhou would not listen to her. He shifted his gaze and looked silently at the silver needle in her hand, then walked over.

He took the silver needle, knelt on the ground in front of Shi Li, and calmly and naturally pinched Shi Li's foot with one hand.

Shi Li: !!!

She was so surprised that she forgot to dodge or break free, until the blister on her foot was punctured by the silver needle, and then she reflexively tried to retract her foot.

"pain……"

"do not move."

Lu Yizhou applied a little force with his hands, making her unable to move at all, and continued to prick the second blood blister with the silver needle.

It was a quiet midnight, with only the occasional cry of a jackdaw coming from outside.

Shi Li couldn't move or speak, heat gradually surged up her cheeks, and she didn't know what to do.

Although the two of them were a couple who couldn't be closer, Lu Yizhou pinching her feet like this, this...

【Ah ah ah! ! ! 】

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[Upstairs!!! Calm down!!! Don't let the system find us and put us in a dark room! ]

Unlike Shi Li and Danmu who were not calm, Lu Yizhou, as the person involved, was surprisingly calm.

He had no distracting thoughts at all, he just held the silver needle and concentrated on prickling those annoying blood blisters.

His movements were extremely gentle, for fear of causing Shi Li any more pain.

His cold face was focused and serious, and under the dim light he looked like an immortal who had strayed into the mortal world.

After watching for a long time, Shi Li's mood gradually changed.

My heart seemed to be filled with warm and soft water, so gentle.

Lu Yizhou dealt with all the blood blisters meticulously and without any impatience, then picked up the medicine powder next to it and sprinkled a layer of it carefully, and finally wrapped it with layers of white cloth.

After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at Shi Li, with beads of sweat faintly visible on his forehead.

Even though he had been planning for South Vietnam for thousands of miles, he had never spent so much energy on it.

“Lili…”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shi Li's kiss gently fell on his lips.

"Thank you, Brother Yizhou."

My wife's shy and tender voice was like a piece of honey, sweet to the bottom of my heart.

After that, Shi Li followed the South Vietnamese army in its battles.

Every time she met a dying soldier, she would ask Lu Yizhou to change her face and appear as a mysterious doctor, saving many people who should not have died.

Once or twice, as time went by, the soldiers who had been following the couple for a long time more or less guessed her identity, and they all understood each other tacitly.

Whenever he saw the plain-looking Yuan Ying, he would call her "Mrs. Lu" with a smile, and would occasionally give her medicinal herbs he had discovered by chance without making a fuss.

When she appeared as a miracle doctor, they stood respectfully by her side, calling her "miracle doctor".

All lovely people.

In the fifth year of the confrontation between South Vietnam and Dongxiang, Dongxiang was already at the end of its strength.

Zhang Wen's eldest son Zhang Yao led the remaining small force to retreat to Qicheng and put up a desperate resistance, but the city was surrounded by the Nanyue.

The ones who suffered were the people of Qicheng. Their food was snatched away by the desperate Zhang Yao, and countless people died of hunger and cold.

It was winter and snowing heavily.

Shi Li walked out of the tent wrapped in thick clothes, looking at the heavy snow that had been falling for several days, and his brows were furrowed for a long time.

The defeat of Dongxiang and Zhang Yao is inevitable, but the longer it drags on, the more they feel sorry for the people of Qicheng.

She turned around and walked towards the tent where Lu Yizhou was holding meetings.

Even though she was watching him all the time, the current situation still made Lu Yizhou look gloomy. He hardly ate a grain of rice in the past few days, and his jaw was particularly thin.

Shi Li knew that he was heartbroken, so she didn't say anything to comfort him. She just poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, indicating that it could moisten his lips.

Lu Yizhou had been staring at the map spread out on the table and didn't notice Shi Li's arrival until he saw the steam from the hot tea rising in front of him. Only then did he come to his senses and raised his hand to take the teacup.

"The tea here is very similar to the coarse tea my father took me to pick."

Shi Li's voice was gentle.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Yizhou heard this sentence, he suddenly had an idea, just like Conan who was stuck in solving a case.

Finally, I came up with a quick solution.